Thereās a plauge on or something for sure, ā¦ went to Bunnings a few weeks back to get a Noosi ā¢, as the old wooden jobs were just useless. Ninja mice or something, 2 weeks of loading with PB and all other manner of baits proved useless, they just took them with no consequence.Anyway, it was clear they were a wide ranging problem, as all the Noosis were gone, and tere was a full pallet of Ratsack right beside the checkout, ā¦ but I went these barsstards, ā¦
and everytime theyāve gone off, they have taken out another, never missed.
I get the Ratsak black plastic jobbies and load with a small amount of peanut butter.
Pretty easy to set, empty and reset. Iāve been told peanut butter is miles more effective than cheese. Seems to work pretty well. I usually chuck on a glove to carry the little swine to the green bin.
Trust me, ā¦ these buggers come pre loaded with something irrestible, ā¦ and they are so simple to set, and you never have to go anywhere near touching the little fckers,
I just wish Iād actually made them. So simple, and yet so effective,
They look pretty much the same as the Ratsak ones. Maybe the attractant is different. I paid $7.50 for 2, but saved myself a 60km drive by buying locally.
Did my Warrnambool trip Wednesday.
I just have to make sure thereās no way I step on them. Theyāre pretty sensitive.
When your young Nephew gets his 1st Senior Guernsey, (Wing!!) and you say āSure mate, of course Iāll drive all the way to Koo Wee fkn woop woop, to watch you play, ā¦ Wouldnāt miss it!ā, ā¦ and then after a beautiful week full of perfect footy weather ā¦
Best rat poison is called Tom Cat, itās the blue plastic one, but I think the poison is different and more effective than the rat sack ones.
Last one I found was 90% dead, bleeding from a few places on the front step. Scooped him into a plastic bag and placed in the bin.
Wife wakes me at 2am and says. āI need you to go out and kill that mouse with a shovel, just to make sure itās dead, Iām worried it will escapeā. FFS thatās brutal
When youāre nearing the bottom of a box of BBQ shapes and you look in and realize there isnāt much seasoning left in the bag to pour into your mouth and down your shirt.